waterfallsA Poem by Surya pradhaa poem about nature and how it ought to be preserved.Clashing and
slamming against the pebbles The music of
the water,sweet as trebles Rushing
down, picking up speed As pleasant
as music, as annoying as a weed.
A roar of
sound can be heard. To describe
this"there is no word. The rush of
waters starts to slow Till the
gush turns into a little flow.
The flecks
of water soar through the air Wiping away
any thoughts of despair. making its journey, hindered by none look at it go, a wonderful run. A shattering splash,it reaches the ground Tis the place countless have drowned. The origin
of many a picturesque lake, Keep it pure
for nature’s sake.
Clean and
pure it had once been But this
won’t ever be again. heartless humans, tainting what's not theirs. but nature knows not; it only cares.
Let us act
and open the door. To make the
earth clean once more. We now have
the magic wand That can
reunite the long lost bond.
© 2014 Surya pradhaAuthor's Note
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18 Reviews Added on September 18, 2014 Last Updated on November 20, 2014 AuthorSurya pradhaChennai, IndiaAboutI'm 16 years old and proud to be an Indian. I really like writing and it has kind of become my hobby. I've written tons of poems and short stories and i would like to share them with everyone. more..Writing
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